Go After My Ex-wife

In VISAGE, at ten o'clock sharp, the lights in the bar flickered. Men and women were scantily clad and hyper. The young faces were bright or dark, far or near in the neon light.

There was no opening remarks and no prelude. All of them were shaking their waists excitedly in rock songs. The loud music was louder and louder. The passion was overflowing everywhere.

When Lexie walked in, the atmosphere inside had reached its climax, with the noise and excitement.

In a private room named Spring Moon, Martin's face was flushed. He was having fun with two young ladies in his arms.

"Come on, Mr. Harvey, drink this." A hot girl held Martin's arm, looking flirtatious, and handed a wine glass to Martin.

"Okay." Martin laughed, took the glass cheerfully, and drank it.

"You're so partial. Mr. Harvey, You have to drink this too." The woman sitting on his laps narrowed her eyes when she saw this. She climbed up on his neck and said in a very sexy tone, "Mr. Harvey, you can’t just love her."

As she spoke, she put the wine glass in Martin's mouth.

Martin smiled arrogantly, bit the edge of the wine glass and tilted his neck back. All the wine slipped into his mouth.

"Okay, cool." Two girls sat on his laps. One hugged his neck, and the other kissed his mouth, laughing wildly. One girl said in a louder voice, "Mr. Harvey, let us serve you to sleep. We’re sure to make you so comfortable."

"Bang.”

The door of the private room was slammed open. Lexie appeared at the door arrogantly, wearing designer clothes and holding the designer bag.

"Holy shit." The two girls exclaimed and was frightened by Lexie's momentum. They hurriedly slipped off Martin's laps. They were so scared that they went weak at the knees. They seemed to be unable to stand up.

"Lexie, the star." A young girl recognized her and exclaimed.

Lexie's face was full of smug smiles. She held her head high and glanced at them disdainfully. Then she shouted contemptuously, "Go away."

The two girls looked at each other. Although they were frightened, they just looked at her and didn't mean to leave.

Lexie snorted coldly. Of course she understood the reason.

took out a stack of cash from it, threw it to them, and

the thick cash. Then they hurriedly took the money with both hands. Some of cashes fell to the ground,

drunk. When he saw the woman standing in front of him, his mind was a little blurred. He stretched out his hand and

sneered, and shouted, "Martin, see

frustrated that he got drunk in a bar. He was much worse than Calvin. No wonder Belle looked down on him.

blurred eyes. He kept blinking. Who was this

picked up the cup on the

woken up in an instant. He rubbed his eyes, and saw a

She was Lexie.

completely

here. He jumped up suddenly, and asked angrily, "Why are you

honest and upright in everyone’s eyes, actually came here. If I tell others, who

to follow me." Martin was so angry. The drops of water dripped from his head, which made him feel even more furious. He immediately patted the table, pointed

face, "What are you angry about? You are here to get drunk, but your sweetheart wouldn't know at all. She is making out with

and wanted to strangle her to death, but Lexie didn't care about this. She just held up the phone and smiled enchantingly, "I have already record what happened

her speechlessly. He thought he himself was despicable. But compared with Lexie, he was still far

regardless of

fine, I will definitely let you get Belle." She stood up happily and approached to him slowly. Then she patted him on the shoulder, smiled

laughter was eerie and terrifying,

front of him was so terrifying. If he messed with her, there would be

him. If you can't

Martin asked in

kill him. This is just an aphrodisiac. I

at Martin, who was

tensed. He looked weird, but he didn't say anything. He just clenched

really pregnant, maybe everything would be different. Grandma might not insist on it any longer. Thinking about him, he was a mistress’ son. For his sake, Grandma still let his mother live in Harvey Mansion. If that was the case,

know what kind of jerk he is and what kind of

going to be

you too much. I don't want to hurt you at all! But there is no way. You are obsessed with him. Only by doing this can I pull you

up the wine, raised his head and drank it